Still Standing The Test Of Time

After getting married,

to the long awaited,

love of my life.

We start a new life together.

She loves the new house,

that I built for us,

with my two bare hands,

without any help.

Oh the blood, sweat, and tears,

that I put into making each room of this house.

My fingers broken and crooked,

and my palms filled with new scars,

and yet seeing the smile on her face,

makes building it all worth while.

It did not take me long to build it,

seeing as how I was an engineer in the army.

"Oh I love it.

It's so beautiful", she said,

with tears of joy running down her face.

Most people would see it as a simple cottage,

including myself.

Only she would call it a beach mansion.

Oh Lord,

I do not know why,

you have given me such a blessing.

Still, this is one I promise to cherish always.

After admiring the kitchen,

and after we cristen every room,

The two of us sit outside.

Even the two chairs on the porch,

were built with one-hundred percent love.

We stared and listened to the water,

as is pounded against the rocky coast,

of our new private beach cottage.

She then slowly reached over,

and put her hand on top of mine.